Poboovich saw the changes in front of him, and his brain couldn't react for a while, and he was stunned.

Richard naturally picked up the paper on the ground, looked at it a few times, and whispered to himself: "So it's here, I wouldn't have looked for it if I knew it." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Pobobo Vic and said, "Why, haven't you always seen that this person sitting in the seat is just a spell illusion?"

"I'm ......," Popobo Vic realized why the old man didn't answer what he asked. Because they are all illusions set by spells, they have no intelligence, so naturally they will not answer according to his questions.

He really didn't see such a simple thing, it seemed that he was blind.

Of course, he would never really admit that he was blind, and looked at Richard and opened his mouth and said, "I...... Of course I can see it, but I just want to see how real he is. By the way, let's not talk about this, what the hell is written on the paper?"

"What is written, heh, what can it be. Richard said, "The other party wants to meet us, and the place where we met is naturally written." ”

"Where?"

"Little Rossi Lake in the north of the city. ”

"Little Rossi Lake, is it very close to the Dead Branches?" Popobo Vicky had some impression of the name of the place when he was investigating in Deland before, and said loudly, "I remember that the Dead Branches Grove seems to be a cemetery, but what is Little Rosey Lake?"

"A much bigger cemetery. Richard replied.

Popbovich's expression froze instantly: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Richard didn't look joking, "That area, it's all a cemetery, and there's nothing else but a cemetery." ”

"This ......," Popobo Vic swallowed, "how does this give people a very bad feeling, are we going to see each other?"

"Of course. Richard said, his eyes became serious, and explained, "The fact that the other party can send me such a letter shows that the other party knows something about us." No matter who it is, we have to get in touch with each other, at least to find out the other party's purpose, otherwise we will be too passive and save the influence of our joining the Truth Society. ”

Somewhat convinced, Popbo Vich spoke up, "Okay then. ”

"Actually, if you're afraid, I can go by myself, and you can stay in the house to save any strange people from breaking in. Richard glanced at Pobopol Vicch and said very understandingly.

When Popopovich heard this, he couldn't help but blow up: "Who is afraid? I'm not scared at all, okay! I'm cautious! Cautious, do you understand!"

"Then it's up to you, let's go. ”

"Huh, let's go now?"

"Otherwise, the other party has made an appointment now. ”

"That'...... All right. Pobobo Vicch followed Richard outside, and after a few steps, he thought of something, "Wait for me, let me take a few more bottles of medicine with me, and save me a lot of trouble when the time comes, and it won't be enough." Well, I'm not really scared, I'm just cautious, cautious. ”

"Then do you want to make some other preparations, such as eating something to save your hunger, such as drinking some water to save your thirst?"

"It's not impossible for you to say that. ”

“......”

......

More than an hour later.

North of the city of Deland, Loch Lesser Rossi.

Extremely well prepared, Pobopol Vicch and Richard appeared here.

When you can see it here, the atmosphere is quite eerie. The so-called Little Rossi Lake has long since dried up, and the bottom of the lake of tens of thousands of square meters is full of cracked lines. Occasionally, in some corners, there is sludge and stinky water that has not completely dried up, and the surface is crowded with mosquitoes and flies.

On the shores of the lake, there are a large number of tombstones:

Some of them have just been erected, they are very new, and there are even flowers left by the mourners that have not completely dried up;

Some don't know how long it has been erected, and the inscription is blurred in the perennial wind and rain;

There are also tombstones that break in the middle, the upper part is missing, and the lower part is buried in the soil, and it seems that the descendants of the deceased have forgotten the existence of the deceased - this is a more complete death than physical death, social identity death - the death of memory, and the whole world will no longer remember the existence of the deceased person.

Richard approached the broken tombstone, crouched down, put his hand on it, and the tombstone shook slightly, separating from the soil, and could faintly see the words on it: "Duck Knoll...... Honorable Father...... Died of ......"

Richard pursed his lips and looked at the words on the tombstone, while Pobobo Vicky looked around vigilantly, as if an enemy was rushing out of the surrounding night to attack at any moment.

After being vigilant for a long time, Popobo Vicch couldn't help it, turned his head to look at Richard, who was still reading the text of the tombstone, and asked aloud: "Hey, where is the old guy you said we asked to meet? Why, when we arrived, he didn't show up?"

After a pause, Pobobo Vicky complained: "By the way, it can't be that the old guy's face is too dark and has appeared around, but we can't see it, right?"

"Very cold joke. Richard spoke up to Bobovich and stood up and looked around, pointing in a direction a hundred meters away, "Isn't there a light there, let's go and see there." ”

Popopol Vicky looked in the direction pointed by Richard, and after looking for a long time, he saw that there was really a bright light, and said in surprise: "How can there be a bright light?"

"Three possibilities. "The first kind, the gravekeeper's hut." The second is the person who asks us to meet, the signal given. ”

"What about the third one?" Hearing Richard say half of what he said, Popobo Vicky asked curiously.

"The third is that the person who asked us to meet is in the grave keeper's hut and gives us a signal. ”

Pobovich "......"

......

"Click......

Richard and Bobopol Vicz stepped forward towards the light in the distance.

When you get closer, you can see a house made of wood.

The house has a high roof to prevent evil spirits, the walls are painted with white dye to draw blurred lines and patterns to ward off imaginary evil spirits, and in front of the door stands a wooden stake with many knots tied to ask the gods for protection—it is indeed a grave keeper's hut.

The door of the hut was ajar, revealing a faint light that had been seen in the distance.

Richard glanced at the cabin a few times, walked to the door without hesitation, and with a slight push, the door opened, and then a voice floated out of the room, slightly hoarse, "Welcome." ”

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